Life after loss with autism, preemies and a rainbow baby
I never talk about this. I let people wonder. I let them look at me and look at her, then look again when she calls me “Mom.” I have heard it all. Are you the mother? You must be sisters. And my favorite? You don’t look old enough to be her mother. I should be […]
I am knee-deep in the age at which I thought my mother knew everything. I remember how much I wanted to be her someday. Parting seas for my children, leading them through the toughest of paths. Of course she had a map and life preservers, a perfectly stocked first aid kit and the most comfortable […]
